Seeing this line of text:
Su Wen sat beside the computer desk, gently stirring his freshly brewed coffee with a spoon, his gaze calm.
As one of the world's top gamers and physicists, he knew very well why this prompt had only received a "normal" completion rating.
The shadow of the Chernobyl nuclear reactor accident had once hung over the entire world, so as long as there were signs of it erupting, the score could never be too high:
"If I tell Angelia about this directly now, she'll definitely be able to prepare a crisis response plan.
After all, the corresponding point in the future is already the end of March.
But with the Time Ripples effect caused by this, compounded by the butterfly effect of the Macro Chronicle, I truly can't predict what kind of terrifying future it might bring."
He could already feel that the Time Ripples he was entangled with had grown far too immense.
In other words,
"It's time to find an anchor that can stabilize the timeline.
Old Ken... perhaps this time, I really will have to trouble that Old Sage from the Great Library."
With that thought, Su Wen merely took a calm sip of coffee and instantly returned to the Virtual Reality world to continue the game.
But when he woke up from his bed, Angelia was already no longer in the manor.
Regina, who had been waiting at the door for some time, told him:
"Miss has gone to the World Energy Congress to make preparations in advance.
Before leaving, she specifically instructed us not to disturb your rest."
That was indeed her style.
The Handsome Scholar glanced at the clock on the wall and found that it had quietly reached eleven in the morning. He could not help but laugh.
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